She looked with cold
indifference at His efforts to
teach us the the connection between
our lives and
nature …
*****
bridge parties, the daily routines of
life and Her
afternoon nap,
were the essential
components of Her
life …
*****
He gave us freedom to
explore the sandy beaches, dunes, trout
streams and the
Great Lake where
He
fished and camped as a
boy …
*****
we spent our days
swimming for
hours at a time,
running through the
woods,
fishing in the
bay
at the end of a
dock
attached to a Coast Guard
boathouse … where
He
fished as a
boy …
*****
He taught us to
fend for ourselves to
catch food, to
make fire, cook outside, provide
shelter if
necessary …
*****
opportunities for
unique forms of
thought patterns
deeper sorts of
problem solving
more
essential
more
real …
*****
to live
impeccably
in the natural world
parallel
to
but inclusive
of
the confines of
‘’everyday’’ life …
*****
one day,
temperatures in the
‘20s
the ground covered three feet by
light wings or
feathers …
drifting
…..
we followed his
tracks
to scrub pines bordering
dunes
parallel to the
lake …
*****
left alone with
shelter and warmth with
food …
we lived in a world of
silence
wrapped in
black and white
the ground falling
upward …
*****
we absorbed the world stripped of
convenience
pondering without words the
timeless mystery surrounding
us …
in a world of
liberation …
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Tales From A Midcentury Boy Growing Up in Michigan